Brady leaned over to grab some lube from his nightstand, but before he could use it, it was snatched from his hand.
“I don’t need it,” Lucius said in answer to his mate’s raised eyebrow. “I’m already open for you.” Then he spread his legs so his mate could see.
Brady’s eyes rounded at the sight. His mate was, indeed, ready. Holding his cock against Lucius’ opening, Brady pushed in slowly, giving his mate time to adjust.
Moaning with pleasure as Brady’s cock sank deep within him, Lucius closed his eyes, relishing the feeling of his mate’s blood pulsing strongly. He was in heaven; nothing had ever felt so good and he knew he’d want to do it again and again. Thrusting his hips up, Lucius begged, “More, mate…move.”
Responding to his mate’s command, Brady slowly pulled his cock back before thrusting it back in, quickly establishing a rhythm. With each plunge, Brady felt his cock being caressed by his mate’s velvet tunnel; there was no doubt it was made for his cock. Feeling the building of his orgasm, he changed the angle, now hitting his mate’s magic spot.
“Oh! Oh! OH!” Lucius cried out as Brady’s hit his prostate several times. He needed more. Wrapping his legs around his mate’s hips, he thrust upward, encouraging his mate to sink deeper inside him. Grabbing his own cock, stroking it in time to Brady’s movements, he felt his balls draw up tight to his body, knowing his cum was only seconds away from erupting.
Propping himself up by his arms, Brady kept his eyes on Lucius’ face, waiting for his fangs to drop. When they appeared, he tilted his head, exposing his neck for his mate’s bite.
Roaring as his cum shot up between them, Lucius sank his fangs into the pulsing spot on Brady’s neck. Blood—his mate’s blood—filled his mouth spurring on his orgasm as Brady’s hips reached a crescendo, flooding his insides with cum.
Before Lucius could withdraw his fangs, thousands of pinpricks covered his body. Then, as the sensation faded, he saw glowing, purple threads wrap around them, binding them together with its magic. Spellbound by his mate’s love for him, Lucius licked the marks on Brady’s neck before dropping his head back onto the pillow, a contented smile on his face.
All was finally right in his world.
